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Outside
The storm clouds gathering,
Moved silently along the dusty boulevard.
Where flowers turning crane their fragile necks
So they can in turn
Reach up and kiss the sky.
They are driven by a strange desire
Unseen by the human eye
Someone is calling.
I remember when you held my hand
In the park we would play when the circus came to town.
Look! Over here.
Outside
The circus gathering
Moved silently along the rainswept boulevard.
The procession moved on the shouting is over
The fabulous freaks are leaving town.
They are driven by a strange desire
Unseen by the human eye.
The carnival is over
We sat and watched
As the moon rose again
For the very first time.
The storm clouds gathering,
Moved silently along the dusty boulevard.
Where flowers turning crane their fragile necks
So they can in turn
Reach up and kiss the sky.
They are driven by a strange desire
Unseen by the human eye
Someone is calling.
I remember when you held my hand
In the park we would play when the circus came to town.
Look! Over here.
Outside
The circus gathering
Moved silently along the rainswept boulevard.
The procession moved on the shouting is over
The fabulous freaks are leaving town.
They are driven by a strange desire
Unseen by the human eye.
The carnival is over
We sat and watched
As the moon rose again
For the very first time.
Lyrics submitted by Driftwood Girl, edited by VoVoVoioVoVoV
The Carnival Is Over Lyrics as written by Lisa Germaine Gerrard Brendan Michael Perry
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This song at first glance could be just about the ending of a carnival, but having heard many Dead Can Dance songs, I find it hard to take any of their lyrics so literally. I feel this is about more broadly speaking; those non conformist, unconventionally, don't give a f*ck what the world thinks types of people who exist as they please, who say to hell with the mainstream. {They are driven by a strange desire Unseen by the human eye Someone is calling.}
It's about whatever motivates them to be as unique as they are, is also what makes them who they are, what eventually defines them...society doesn't define them, they are above that.
The song is about people who are different who some may define as freaks, but are actually some of the most beautiful & extraordinary souls one could ever meet. {The fabulous freaks are leaving town.
They are driven by a strange desire Unseen by the human eye. The carnival is over.} Sadly these are the types of individuals communities often drive out or make feel less then welcome so they often feel they must pick up and move along or risk possibly being ousted by force.